Cats in '80s Video Games

Thank you, Jason S., for sharing this video of the amazing three-legged Percy, overcoming adversity and attempting to conquer Ms. Pacman. 

Me: "You have a Ms. Pacman machine in your living room?"
Jason: "Yeah.  Doesn't everybody?"

Only in my dreams, Jason.

Percy is the best hunter of all of Jason's cats.  Franco has finally taken a page from this book and last week he caught and tortured a moth.  I've never been more proud.

Thank You, Bort Maltenblarger

No, we're not making that name up - thank you, Bort Maltenblarger, for sharing this video with us and totally brightening our cold March Thursday, or as we've been calling it all day, Winter 2010-2011 2.0.  We challenge you to watch any part of this video and not smile!  Our favorite part comes around the four-minute mark when Sexy Sax Man's posse tells a cop that actually, he is above the law. 



For more from Bort, check out his excellent music blog, Outside Pants.  Who names a blog such a silly name?

Tortured Kitty

Franco has tried to escape many times before, but he's starting to get more creative than just darting out the front door when one of us comes in with our hands full.  Now he's trying to stow away in the outgoing recycling.

You can't really blame him, though, can you?  He leads a pretty tortured life in our apartment, and who's to say the fourth time on the streets won't be the charm? 

Boundin'

These lambs I swiped off of Cute Overload yesterday are totally making me rethink the Easter dinner I had planned. 

They look like they're getting ready to take flight in succession, like the Easter Bunny's rein-lambs, carrying Cadbury eggs and plastic baskets to all the little children!

 

I want to chomp this little guy's airborn hooves off.  I bet they are made of Reese's peanut butter cups.

 

Check out the knobby little knees on this guy!

Their sproingyness reminds me of the 2004 animated short "Boundin'," featuring a sproingy lamb.  Even though it's a "short" for some reason they can't cram all four minutes into one video.  Annoying!

Family Trip To The Olive Garden

My family is in the process of finalizing our summer vacation plans, and thank God I convinced Sandy to go in August instead of May so I can have something to look forward to all summer. 

We are renting a villa property in Italy for a week called Gli Ulivi on the Amalfi Coast.  My dad seems unable to pronounce Gli Ulivi, so he has just been calling it the Olive Garden.  This is disappointing to me because normally he takes his best shot at pronouncing something in a different language and then just adds a bunch of foreign-person-type swirling hand gesticulations to make it seem authentic.  I hope he hasn't given up!

This is an email from Sandy I received today:

Hi, Everyone, I think we're firmed up on The Olive Garden for the week in August, so it's safe to make reservations.  Send me your passport numbers sometime.  They're going to ask me for them eventually. We are definitely taking out travel insurance.  The world is so uncertain now. My travel guides suggest you get an international driver's license if you're planning to rent a car.  And the rental cars all seem to have manual transmissions!  I'm glad Bill can drive those.  I'm not learning at this point in my life, and previous lessons have not gone well. I remember my father screaming - "Stop! No! Never do that!"  Well, I think he was yelling about my driving.  Maybe it was something else.

Keep in touch.  Love, Me

I'm not sure what risky thing my mom thinks might happen in Italy.  Too much cheese?  That's not uncertain though, that's just a given.  Or perhaps, more politically speaking, Prime Minister Berlusconi declares war on STDs thanks to all his run-ins with underage hookers?



This was drawn from my home computer.